I’m not sure that the “Diet Coke on the way home from work” thing is panning out for me. I’m a little jumpy and far more obsessed with my job than I was when I was at my job. Of course, that is how it is. When I’m in the middle of doing something, I’m not usually obsessing about it. Unless it’s that, in which case I probably am. But shouldn’t be. And I shouldn’t be talking about this, so let’s tall about the fact that my knees are trembling almost enough to make typing difficult.
And how could that be? Most people don’t type with their knees or even their toes, so why should what my knees are dong have any bearing whatsoever on my typing. Well, I’ll tell ya. And I’ll tell ya why I’ll tell ya. I’ll tell ya because I am chatty. I had a Diet Coke right after work and it has kind of stuck with me. All the way until now as I type on my Asus Transformer Prime here on my knees.
That’s right. An Asus Transformer Prime. It’s OK to feel jealous. I do. Of myself? Yes, of course. Even I want to be me and so you should be. No not really. That’s the Diet Coke talking. But I do honestly love this tablet computer. Ask Tallulah and my Sweet Lady. I thing they probably hate this thing by now. I, on the other hand, believe it is the wave of the future. For all of you future wave surfers, I plan to be your Jack Johnson.